Hello and welcome. Wednesday was a day off from work … well, sort of! It was also my birthday. The 51st birthday came right at the time the country was watching the vote totals roll in for the Presidential election.
Wednesday morning I had to go to the doctor’s office for a routine check. Unfortunately, they immediately ordered a battery of cardiac-related tests. Though I’m sure I was supposed to stay, one nurse told me it was okay to leave after the EKG… and I practically fled north toward trout country! (Who wants to sit in a darned doctor’s ofice on his/her birthday?)
The first stop was… well… it wasn’t a stop. The parking lot at the Little Turkey River was jam packed with anglers. I won’t repeat the exact words but they were something like “**** this!” Time was getting a little late so I started heading north to a special new place very close to a gravel road… I’d missed it twice while driving and only saw it by Google Earth. This time I found the location! Oh, how very special it turned out to be!
Normally I’ll share some of the hot spots for trout… The new venue is one that I won’t reveal because the fishing was that darned good! In less than an hour, I caught four very nice fish and one average one (the average one got thrown back). The four larger trout were about 16″ long, weighing around 1.5 pounds each. Stocked fish (which I normally catch) are about .5 pounds. These were three times bigger!
This season had brought a lot of mediocre sized trout. These were by far the biggest I’d caught all year. Their dark hues told me the fish had been in there for a bit and the meat would be extra flavorful.
Unfortunately, the new hole was not too accessible, perhaps why nobody had fished it. When I’d climbed down to keep from losing a big fish, the sandbar collapsed and sucked in my left leg down to the knee. The foot came up but then extricating the muddy, waterlogged shoe was not exactly fun!
After the enjoyable angling, the next stop was a little farther north. I wanted to clean the trout but had forgotten to bring a knife. I crossed the Mississippi and stopped at a bait shop to get a cheap cutting instrument. This cute turtle statue was on the Iowa side. After pausing to do some surgery on the fish, it was back home to rest for the evening and enjoy the rest of the birthday.
Two of the lunkers were cooked up tonight (Thursday). I split one with kitty Jesse. Despite him being ill, he still loves trout. The large fish had an amazing gamey, somewhat salmon-like taste to them. The stuffing was a mixture of Stove Top turkey dressing made with 1/2 stick of butter, then 1/2 cup of brown rice and 2t of minced garlic added to it. I also put in some sea salt and cracked black pepper. What was different this time was while the fish were baking, I pierced the crispy skin many times with a fork, basted the fish with butter, and added more salt and pepper. They were to die for. 🙂
One other thing I wanted to mention was that friend Teresa called on Tuesday and said “Let’s have dinner.” She brought a few birthday presents along… a trout ornament for the Christmas tree and the two metal signs you see in the picture below. The “Gone Fishin’ ” announcement will be attached to magnets and put on the front door occasionally. You can do that in small town Iowa without risk of burglary. As far as the “Eat * Sleep * Fish * Repeat” sign, it’s just the right height and color. I’m going to mount it over the chair, aka the “Green Throne” (where Jennifer sleeps when we’re camping) in the van. It will make a fine addition!
That’s about it for now. It’s been a fun few days. I’ve made lots of new friends at work and the job seems to be a good fit. Just during the last couple of shifts I’ve even started running a forklift. It’s good to have a healthy paycheck coming in again.
Before long is Black Friday. I’ll be off for a couple of days and am thinking about doing some more camping, perhaps at a new friend’s place!
Thanks for stopping by today! Have a safe and happy rest of the fall camping season.
Brad, Jesse James, and Jennifer
Jones County, Iowa